6.26.2003

Everything just kinda blows right now.

We had a big discussion this morning, again the one about "how things are, and how they should be." Which usually turns into "it's all your fault." with fingers pointing in all directions. There's just so much shit to be shoveled right now, and we're knee deep without waders.

All we need right now to make things perfect is:
A free car
A bag of money
Someone to clean the kitchen
A new waterbed mattress
A few people to be wiped off the face of the earth
Sleep